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                                                             1809-11

a selection of poems and lyrics that have hauled me back from the edge when i was teetering. ones that strike deep and hard, whether through subject matter, rhythm, choice of words, imagery etc. reasons that often can't be explained, only felt.

prompted by the loss of a furry companion — my only reason for continuing to live at the time.

first attempt at digital collage; first zine attempt. honestly fucking delighted with the result.